Chapter 172


    Stop It, She’s Remarrying! By Ster Strands Chapter 172


    Jason didn’t hide it from Fia and he exined everything to


    her.


    Fia took a gulp of water and put down the ss. There was fear in her eyes.


    “What will happen if this… If this continues?”


    “No matter what happens, don’t be too sad for anyone or anything. You need to ept it and let it go in


    time. Don’t keep on dwelling on it. Most importantly, you have to take initiative and work with your


    doctor on your treatment.”


    “I understand. Can you book me in with a doctor?”


    “Doctor Hall will do. She’s a good doctor.”


    “Isn’t she a doctor from the gynecology department?”


    “She’s also the director of our hospital’s psychology department. She knows her stuff when ites to


    psychology.”


    “Sure. Doctor Hall it is then.”


    Jason then said, “Come here once a week. You muste every week.”


    Fia bit her lips and said, “Is there anything else that I need to pay attention to?”


    “Tell Doctor Hall what you can’t tell anyone else. She’ll help you. I’ll share with you her private number


    and Facebook profile. Remember to add her.”


    Chapter 172


    Jason had just finished when Fia’s phone vibrated.


    “Received it?”


    Fia took out her phone and quickly saved Sally’s number and added her on Facebook.


    “I’ll leave now.”


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    “Give me a call if there’s anything. Stay positive. Don’t let others disturb you.”


    Jason saw her out of the office and then sent Sally a message.


    Sally sent back a smiley face.


    “Where did you go?”


    Conrad rushed out of the ward just in time to see Fia walking back and he greeted her.


    Fia pulled away from his touch and walked from his side.


    There were several takeaway containers on the bedside table. She could even smell the fragrance that


    permeated the cover.


    Fia sat in front of the table and she didn’t hesitate. She opened the container and began eating with her


    spoon.


    She frowned after the first mouthful.


    Thanks to the wounds on her tongue, even risotto could make her feel pain.


    When Conrad saw her frown, he asked, “What is it? Is it not tasty?”


    Fia red at him coldly and continued to eat.


    Despite her frown, she ate faster than usual. If she could just


    swallow it, she would, so that her tongue would not hurt so much.


    Conrad grabbed a spray and walked over.


    “Spray some medicine after your meal.”


    Fia held her spoon tightly. She thought that he was an idiot that didn’t realize her tongue was in a lot of


    pain.


    “I told the chef not to add any chili and to add less salt, but it still made you suffer.”


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    No wonder the food was so nd. She thought that he had been selfish and intentionally bought food


    that only suited his


    taste.


    When he saw her putting down the spoon, he removed the spray’s cover.


    “Come on, open your mouth. I’ll help you spray it.”


    “No thanks!” She grabbed the spray and then walked to the washroom, where she sprayed her mouth


    herself with the help of the mirror.


    Conrad stared at her from the side.


    “Still angry?”


    Ridiculous. Shouldn’t she be angry?


    “I know that it’s my fault now. I’m apologizing. Please don’t get angry with me anymore.”


    Conrad stopped her by the entrance to the washroom, but Fia said nothing and simply pushed away


    his arm again.


    She grabbed the hospital bill and walked out.


    “Where are you going?” Conrad chased after her. When he saw


    the bill in her hand, he said, “Stop. Stay here for a few more days.”